There is a sartorial movement afoot that celebrates “uniform dressing.” This is the idea that the very fashionable curate their wardrobes around a signature ensemble or silhouette. Much like Project 333 or related minimalist fashion experiments, the theory is that the fashion enlightened instinctively cull through excess, pare down options to what works for them and stick to it.

I suffered in an actual uniform for eight stifling years at St. Pius X Elementary School. High school was spent in violation of Norfolk Catholic’s covered leg and knee skirt policy. I am convinced that my childhood acquiescence to dress code is the root of my adult binge shopping addiction. Arrested fashion development!

Alas, I am a grown up now. I recognize and respect order. Perhaps it’s because my house lacks order and it is my nature to rebel the status quo. Regardless, my outfit today has a school boy vibe and the adult in me thinks it’s very fashionable.